Not Quite A Nympho, But Almost

During the summer of my Junior year in college I fell off the banister off the deck of the house at the beach. I hurt my head, spent days in the hospital before being released to go home. I missed my fall semester as I was still under observation. By Christmas there was no discernable long lasting effects of the fall.

There was one that came out when I returned to college. I was no longer that reserved prudish girl. I was now this insatiable terror. I needed to have a man on me, I wanted to have a dick in me. I won't say I was a nympho, but close to it. At first I chased my college friends, but by the end of the Spring semester I was fucking older men.

After college I met 'Don'. We dated, had sex, his drive was not enough to satisfy me. He asked me one night if I had a boyfriend in college, I didn't lie, I said no. I got under a whole lot of guys but not one of them was my boyfriend.